about a month after we met, he had a preplanned two week work/vacation trip on his schedule with his wife and family to a faraway land overseas. this was nestled two weeks prior to his next scheduled trip to my part of the country, a trip that admittedly, i was counting down the days. i’d like to believe that he was looking forward to it as well…and of course, looking back, i realize that i probably broke so many of his rules by sending these missives and fantasies his way. *shrug* what is a horny girl to do, when she meets this man who fucked her so thoroughly that one night it’s what is at the forefront of her mind. especially when said man proves to be intelligent, witty, sexy and possesses a voice that makes her quiver…
late may 2012
no real reason, but i think it was towards the end or even the end of your trip and my body was still so very aware of your presence at any given moment. As you were working on your laptop finishing some business before leaving, i went to walk across your room to get my water bottle when you grabbed my hand & pulled me back towards you. No words were spoken, at that point none were needed, as i melted into you, sitting on your lap, wrapping my arms around your neck and resting my head on your shoulders. Kissing & nuzzling that spot along your jaw line i’ve come to adore, breathing in your scent knowing I had to commit it to memory since it would be months before our paths would converge again. Taking my time I enjoy the feel of your beard on my lips and my fingertips..I look up at you and lean in for a long, slow, toe curling kiss while one of my hands curls onto the back of your head, the other runs down your chest. I sigh, wondering if you feel the same way, exhilarated by the time we were able to have and yet oddly melancholy at the impending separation and entrance back into our every day real lives…
…wondrous at being with you, the chemistry undeniable, my body betraying my play at trying to be nonplussed, nonchalant, because every hair at the back of my neck is tingling, despite days & hours of feasting only on you and our time together, my heart is till racing, my nipples still straining towards you and your touch, and my thoughts are incomplete…i slide to the floor trailing my hands down your body, pulling the pants you had only just put back on an hour earlier, back down…one last time i say softly, getting up on my knees, speaking for the first time in a long while, i look into your eyes before kissing you lightly on our cheek and making my way back down from where I came. Taking my time to nip, lick and sooth that juncture in your neck, following the path of my fingers to your nipples, chuckling quietly at your intake of breath when i bite and lick and suckle one nipple and then the other…trailing my tongue down until i find my mouth watering and my pussy getting wet knowing that in a minute i would be taking the head of your cock into my mouth to pull, lick, savor…sliding my tongue down your shaft to that place i love just underneath your balls and i pull one into my mouth to kiss and suck before turning my attention to the other and back and forth again before making my way back up your body…by now my body is at war, wanting me to pull you to the bed and demand to be fucked but rationale prevails and instead i am deliberate about this moment, the way my body feels and the unabated desire…and yet, still no words need to be said except soft whispers intermingly with giggles (mine), moans (ours) and sounds that punctuated the air throughout your visit…
…silently you tug at the hem of my t-shirt and without thought i simply raise my arms above my head as you pull it up and over, stopping on to kiss the base of my neck and my exposed cleavage…shivering at the jolt that automatically courses through me, i slide back to where i was before, going slower than before in order to stop as your hard cock arches and finds its home in between my breasts for a visit, using the precum that’s threatening to spill i knead it out in order to rub it on your cock before pushing my breasts together so i can watch and feel as you fuck my breasts, fascinated by the sight and one in which i am sure i won’t tire of, ever, i am can feel myself getting increasing wet, really enjoying the tension of my bra feeling constrained by the thrusting of you into me…i lean forward some more as you sit back until your back is resting against the couch and rest my head on your stomach, enjoying the sensations and the view….i snap out of my reverie just as i feel cool air hit my nipples and i realize you had removed my bra…contentedly sighing i return to my half kneeling halfsitting position below you to once again take your cock into my mouth, working my tongue, around and around and around, as if i were working on a tootsie pop…stop or i will cum i hear you whisper…well isn’t that the point i mumble barely stopping to be able to speak withouth my mouth full…chuckling you grab me by my shoulders to bring me eye level once again…i take my place on your lap once again, still oddly surprised that we fit together so well, and even more surprised when i realize the sounds i keep hearing are my own little moans of pleasure…somehow the remainder of my clothes have found themselves in a heap next to my shirt and bra…
…i find that i can’t look into your blue eyes, knowing that this is the prelude to the next “see ya” next time, so instead i shut them tightly as if to delay the inevitable and take in the moment. i gasp in delight as you begin your ministrations with your hands and mouth all over my neck, my shoulders and my breasts. the way you make me cum so hard just by the attention you lavish on those areas is enough to make me want to follow you all the way back to the east coast and then some. with a shift and adjustment made in a way that only a skilled lover could do, i find myself in a slow, deliberate, controlled free fall opening my eyes only to realize you have lowered to the ground and your husky voice fills the space between my consciousness with McKenzie look at me, even though i am dripping and my body is anxiously awaiting what comes next, my eyes fly to yours as i gasp in pure pleasure as you push your cock between my folds and deep into my pussy. oh god, feels so good i hear myself whisper…oh, please, please i whimper as one of your hands finds my breast and tweaks and squeezes in order to bring me higher as only you can do. god, i need you deeper, i say giggling and blushing and feeling wanton…soo, so much deeper i whisper so quietly i wasn’t even sure i said it out loud. but it doesn’t matter because you know what i mean as i grabbed at your ass and literally try to arch into you so that we can’t tell where one starts and the other ends…
…i need you in my mouth, please, just a while more…shaking your head silently you stop moving and i swear my pussy squeals in objection when you slide out of me…you stand, offer your hand and lead me to the rumpled bed pushing me back gently, i scoot backwards a bit so i can lean over the edge…i open my mouth hungrily and as i take you in i feel you part my legs gently with first your hands and then with your chin. oh god, i squeak as your mouth closes over my hooded clit and i feel your body against my nipples… my legs in the air, my hands on your ass pulling you in deeper…
…we spend the last couple of hours pleasuring one another to the point of exhaustion, never fast and frisky this last time out….slow, sensual, deliberate…
is me is really me 